Primary Colours

It’s that look in your
eyes,
when the orchid dies,
and that [bad word] inside must be joking.
It’s my feeling that I,
I’m alive,
and this pain is living.

My life’s a dream,
but I am awake.
I’d like to sleep,
but life’s a dream.
Everyone told me,
everyone talking:
“Chase that dream
be a warrior queen”.

It’s that look in your
eyes,
when the orchid dies,
and that [bad word] inside must be joking.
It’s my feeling that I,
I’m alive,
and this pain is living.

It’s the distance
between us,
It’s the distance [bad word] 
it’s the sky beyond
the open window.
It’s the distance
between us,
it’s the distance [bad word] 
it’s the sky beyond
the open window.

If war is art,
and art is love,
and love is hate,
and hate is dumb,
what have we [bad word] 
Primary colors.
Primary colors.
Blood red dreams
with no tones
between.

It’s that look in your
eyes,
when the orchid dies,
and that [bad word] inside must be joking.
It’s my feeling that I,
I’m alive,
and this pain is living.